everything in
it's right place

had the most ridiculous lab practical today. people wearing specs are excused from safety glasses, how logical is that? but i'm not complaining! and machines which are not really working at all, and lab notes with such dense language (maybe i'm just dumb) and a total lack of seriousness!

we played bingo and connect four and cursed at useless lab machinery, then proceeded with more pen and paper games. then the four of us (tim didi steph i) discussed about the futility of our course, how the four of us were doing the work of a single person (not even close to being succesful either), how we'd be pressing 'stop stop enter' our whole lives in front of spectrophotometers, messing up back corrections, editing our own results for the greater good of scientific progress.

haven't really succeeded in my goal of making tons of new friends, but at least i've met a handful (if i can remember their names... hmm?). sometimes i'm wondering if my old friends think i'm a dick because i don't hang out with them so often anymore.

i've been missing the 3 guys back home, those kind of friends you just can't replace.

maybe once i get my phone fixed, or find the computer cable for my mom's V3 (the blackish new-ish one... with rubber nonslip surface thingy) i'll upload some pictures.

ok i'm eating my second dinner. pasta with olive oil, mushroom soup (made from 500g of mushrooms!!?!) and coffee. ok enough rambling pft.

it's funny how all the wrong reasons motivate you study!

or go to for lectures!

and how i've noticed my conversational skills disappearing (perhaps they've been lost for a few years),

especially when it's the time to say something, but i always miss it!

DAMN




now go to sleep, chris, you have a freaking 8am lecture tomorrow! 8am!!! yay!

As virtuous men passe mildly away,
And whisper to their soules, to goe,
Whilst some of their sad friends doe say,
The breath goes now, and some say, no:

So let us melt, and make no noise,
No teare-floods, nor sigh-tempests move,
T'were prophanation of our joyes
To tell the layetie our love.

Moving of th'earth brings harmes and feares,
Men reckon what it did and meant,
But trepidation of the spheares,
Though greater farre, is innocent.

Dull sublunary lovers love
(Whose soule is sense) cannot admit
Absence, because it doth remove
Those things which elemented it.

But we by a love, so much refin'd.
That our selves know not what it is,
Inter-assured of the mind,
Care lesse, eyes, lips, and hands to misse.

Our two soules therefore, which are one,
Though I must goe, endure not yet
A breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to ayery thinnesse beate.

If they be two, they are two so
As stiffe twin compasses are two,
Thy soule the fixt foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if the'other doe.

And though it in the center sit,
Yet when the other far doth rome,
It leanes, and hearkens after it,
And growes erect, as that comes home.

Such wilt thou be to mee, who must
Like th'other foot, obliquely runne;
Thy firmnes drawes my circle just,
And makes me end, where I begunne.

It's been eons since I've last updated. Just never bothered with this blog since coming back to singapore. However I just got hold of a copy of this new recording software, and it's pretty cool. It's called the Ableton Live, and finally it's something user friendly enough for me to actually record something.

Somehow setting up that soundclick website seems harder than navigating through the music software. The guitars are recording through my PODxt Live, the bass and drums using MIDI.

Go listen to it, quick. Then write me some lyrics. Thanks :)